He sometimes recalls it, the taste of blood
Used to spit it every week but now it just feels odd
When literature won't get you near your goals
You turn the schoolyard into a '72 Singer Bowl
He sang sex, drugs and rock n roll
Until his girl forgot her birth control
Lost what he ran from and what he chased
If there only was a button he'd press erase
Boys keep swinging and always work it out
But it slipped from his grasp, couldn't keep laughing about
Unfulfilled achievements broke him down
It's a dead end and now the laughter drown
A masterplan won't do in captivity
What he had to give oh we'll never see
Be put in the template for success or you're predicted to a life in a mess
He's thrown a fortune in the wishing well.
But never kept the word and so he broke the spell
Stayed up late for a shooting star like he longed for her when he got left alone in the bar
Live through a thunderstorm where things are never clear but in the eye of it what can you do but let it fill your heart with fear?
These days it backfires through his chest every time
He sees the winners on the screen who never stepped in line
It was all he ever had and ever wanted to do
If they made it, he could have done it too